"Mmmm yes...so soft.... and perfect..."(ONE..!)Ataru was totally under her spell now. Letting her lovingly dominate him while having the privilege of groping and caressing her beautiful butt was the best.

All that she asked in exchange, was for him to lay down and let her win. It was the best bargain in the world, right? (TWO...!)

"Wait...NO! It's not good at all. What are you doing, stupid Ataru??!", the boy would somehow shake himself off from the pleasant numbness, enough for him to turn to one side and prevent the thrid count just in time at least.

"U-Unghf..... m-must...... uunnhh....". Escape. That's what he wanted to do. But, weakened and mesmerized as he was now, all he could try to do was to try and roll onto his belly... too weakened to push off Arya though.

The cosplayer was purring as he groped her soft booty, smiling, believing to have secured victory. "Come on, you know you just wanna yield to my ass!" She insists.The ref, at the two, stopped counting, apparently the boy had kicked out.

"Ataru, you're no fun!" She complains, and lets him roll over onto his belly.

Siezing the opportunity, Arya would take a seat on the back on his head, feet pushing his wrists to the matt. "Now, for kicking out, you deserve only serious punishment." She says, giving him a hard spank.

"G-Gasp...! T-That's not true...! I will win this round and the whole match... you will see!". All red faced, the boy would finally manage to push Arya aside.

From there, the wisest thing to do was to roll away and catch his breathing but, nudged into proving his strenght by the teasing cosplayer, the smaller boy would do something much less smart: In spite of feeling totally weakened, he threw himself forward like to try and tackle her down... most likely just throwing himself right into Arya's awaiting arms instead!

Ataru had just thrown himself right into the sexy smothering prison of Arya's large breasts, and she was loving it.

Rolled around in her playful 'milkshaker' move, the poor boy would try to protest his need to breath... which would actually just comply with Arya's amused request, producing some cute muffled noises inbetween her cleavage."Mrrpfffhhhhhh..... cantffff... brempffhhhh" @///@

Arya was loving his just utter submissiveness."You little boy~" "time for your drink~" Arya teases, pulling his head back, and slipping down her right bra, placing his face against her sole, large breast and nipple. "You need it from mommmmyyy~"